Ellison
“What are you doing?” Brandon asked as he came inside the room.
I shrugged. “Nothing. Kiara wanted to throw me a bachelorette party, so—”
Before I could finish I was whirled around and looking into his scowling face and irritated blue eyes. “Why would you want to have a bachelorette?”
As I looked into his beautiful blue eyes and his rugged handsome face, I smothered the two emotions that came to forefront. Amusement at his obvious agitation that I was hoping to have a bachelorette and the other one, my own anger for him to behave like that when he was planning his own bachelors party. “What do you mean, why? If I’m going to marry you, at least I deserve to have one last hurrah.”
“What the f**k does that even mean!” He snapped, leaning down at me.
“It means, we are going to Ch
